Sara is taking the Bar exam, and I'm sitting at work stressing. I talked to her breifly at lunch, and she thinks things are going well. That is good news. The waiting is killing me. Sara seemed so calm. I cannot keep my thoughts focused. I'm wandering all over the place.
All the while, my core group of friends and I have been sucked into banter because Tricia had to send out a warm fuzzy memory. Scot has two boys and extended it to our summer swim club. And I have a record that stands from like 1980 still at that swim club. Now I need a picture.
I'm hungry. All this anticipation is making me want a burger.
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